Syaoran
Retired Staff
YE38
Himmel Der Bergleute Star system
"Heavenly Fields"
The ISS Bergmann, a large civilian cargo vessel idled in the massive asteroid field. Half a dozen construction class frames busily work around the ship. Equipped with pneumatic picks and plasma torches, they diligently extract resources from the surrounding operations. It was a common sight around the Heavenly Fields to see several mining operations taking place.
Vallynn Dor'Houl Barkemp had found himself a place of purpose with the crew of the Bergmann, in the shape of a frame operator. The unfortunate side of that was the frames were not personal nor were they luxurious. The cockpit was cramped, the chair was uncomfortable, and the last pilot might not have taken a shower before he took his shift. It wasn't the worst condition Vallynn had received the frame in, but it was by no means the best.
This was the night shift, and it was just another day with the 5 other minders on his shift
"So where you come from, does everyone have horns on their head?" The voice was Elena, a week old hire who always seemed to be looking for conversation. She had long dark brown hair that fell straight and reached her back side. Her hips were wide and her chest full. When she joined she had said that it was either this or selling her body since she didn't have many talents.
Elena's machine was right next to Vallynn's, it's pick wedged into the asteroid as it tried to dislodge a chunk of ore.
Himmel Der Bergleute Star system
"Heavenly Fields"
The ISS Bergmann, a large civilian cargo vessel idled in the massive asteroid field. Half a dozen construction class frames busily work around the ship. Equipped with pneumatic picks and plasma torches, they diligently extract resources from the surrounding operations. It was a common sight around the Heavenly Fields to see several mining operations taking place.
Vallynn Dor'Houl Barkemp had found himself a place of purpose with the crew of the Bergmann, in the shape of a frame operator. The unfortunate side of that was the frames were not personal nor were they luxurious. The cockpit was cramped, the chair was uncomfortable, and the last pilot might not have taken a shower before he took his shift. It wasn't the worst condition Vallynn had received the frame in, but it was by no means the best.
This was the night shift, and it was just another day with the 5 other minders on his shift
"So where you come from, does everyone have horns on their head?" The voice was Elena, a week old hire who always seemed to be looking for conversation. She had long dark brown hair that fell straight and reached her back side. Her hips were wide and her chest full. When she joined she had said that it was either this or selling her body since she didn't have many talents.
Elena's machine was right next to Vallynn's, it's pick wedged into the asteroid as it tried to dislodge a chunk of ore.
@LordAelfric, sorry about the delay on this.